"Baker,_Kage_-_The_Wreck_of_the_Gladstone" - читать интересную книгу автора (Baker Kage) "What vile, silly creatures they are." Kalugin shook his head. "And yet, look: out of such a sordid business comes beauty. I am not sorry for what I did."
I set down my materials and turned, taking his hand firmly in my own. _You mustn't speak of that again, my love. Not ever._ _Never again,_ he agreed. _But if I lay at the bottom of the sea a thousand nights for it, still would I have done the same._ He kissed me and went away to his own duties. Presently the sunlight slanted and moved along the wall: the _Chronos_ was tacking about, taking us home to Europe. I opened another bottle of cleaning solvent and settled in to the rhythms of my work, making fresh and new again the old story of the birth of the Hero. ----------------------- * Rate this story * Find more stories by this author * Get story recommendations |
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